Distracted easily I destroy bridges. Important and essential bridges burning slowly. Focused on self and disregarding loved ones. Your phone doesn't ring for months. Not even a text. Catch you the next time I come home. But death might catch you at any given second. Before long I'll be alone on this bridge. Well not alone. Just me and my accolades. Accolades I didn't earn alone. Yet accolades I took as my own. I'm sorry I get blinded often and trip over hearts. Nurtured, but never nurturing. I get scared of losing what I'm attached to. I keep my distance, just enough to see you from afar. Once angels on my shoulders. Now I stay grounded because I'm scared of heights. No reciprocation because where are the wings I provide? I'll fly home soon....